The Billionaire's Captive: A Heart Broken

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ed a piece of fabric at Amalia. It landed on her face. It was a flimsy, b

to the master bedroom and serve the bos

tightly. A wave of intense humiliation washed over her, making her face bu

e standard compliance protocol for any woman sent into the master suite, a chemical guarantee to maintai

cold detachment. "It's a party favor. Don't

nd took the pink pill. She brought it to her mouth, pretending to place it on he

nd swallowed loudly, makin

Satisfied, he nodded once and turne

r palm. She grabbed a piece of tissue from a nearby shelf, wrap

hit her bare skin, making her shiver violently. She pulled the bag of sleeping pills from her jeans. Placing the wh

ng and falling rapidly. She pushed ope

de lamp. From the attached bathroom, the loud, steady sound of

lowing the sound of her footsteps. Her heart beat s

with ice and clear wate

r palm over the glass. She tipped her hand, lett

gan to dissolve, leaving a cl

She stirred the water frantically, the metal clinking softly again

sound of the s

r stirring rod slipped from her fingers, drop

tanding frozen next to the bed. Her lun

pen. A cloud of hot steam

ops of water clung to his broad shoulders and ran down the hard ridges of his stomach.

d stopped. His sharp, predatory eyes

him in the hallway. A dark, mocking

lt like a hammer striking Amalia's tightly wound nerves.

e reached out and picked up the gla

ngernails dug so hard into her p

s. He paused. His dark eyes flicked over the rim

her heart threatening to burst out of h

apple bobbed as he swallowed the entire

ed over Amalia. Her shoulders

Before Amalia could react, his large hand shot out and

f the ice water lingered on his br

dress," he ordered, his

sn't sleepy at all. Panic seized her throat. T